Playing catch up

So, good news. I am feeling a lot better this week. I am almost finished my course of antibiotics and I am going to be going to my writers’ group tonight. Life is good. Now it is time to play catch up.

They don’t really talk about this part of the sickness, do they? I guess they talk about recovery, but it also involves playing catch-up with yourself. I feel like I have been doing that all year, to be honest. I won’t get into that now. I will save that for my planned end-of-year wrap-up blog which I am sure will be perfectly fine.

I am still unwell. This is the problem. My heart and my head are willing, but my body is still a couple of paces behind. You know how much I am a fan of Mondays. I wouldn’t be writing a play (almost) every Monday. It’s a great feeling waking up to a new week with no mistakes in it yet. When you wake up unwell still on a Monday, things never quite work out the way you would like. If I were the kind of person who says “Well, that’s life” I would say “Well, that’s life”. I am not though.

This blog has been incredibly waffly, and I apologise for that. I am sitting here in a freezing cold bedroom trying to decide as I type, what this blog will be about. You’ve caught me.

When I journal, a lot of the time (especially this year), I say I need to catch up with myself. That doesn’t mean taking myself out for a hot chocolate (although that seems like a nice idea on a day like today). I have been feeling behind in almost all aspects of my life this year. Knock on wood, I haven’t been sick a lot this year and so I haven’t been held back even more. But I still feel like I am playing catch-up. Do you feel this way? Am I being crazy? Maybe I am. Maybe these antibiotics are going to my head.

That’s enough moaning for one day. Thank you for bearing with me. A lot has been going on. A lot of it is good and some of it is bad. But I am an optimist. Probably.

Thank you for reading. I hope you are staying warm. Thank you for your time.